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32: falling

Y'all are getting actual fluff, you're welcome.
Also this chapter is kinda different from how I usually write so we're getting rid of that soon :)

Harry liked falling, loved the way the wind was in his hair and face, loved the freedom and independence. His eyes were closed and he was relaxed, he was calm.

He was also holding someone's hand. Harry wasn't falling alone, he had someone by his side, someone who understood him, and this made the fall even better.

Their fingers were intertwined, their hearts and souls connected to each other, they were one and this feeling was indescribable.

Happiness, love, whatever. They felt good and at peace. And that was the only thing that mattered to them.

It was this cliché feeling, green met blue and then everything was alright, home was starting to become a person.

That was until he started slipping away, Harry felt his grip loosening until he was falling completely alone and broke at the impact with the floor.

  "Fuck!" He yelled and jerked up from his sleep, trying to focus on anything but his room was pitch black.

Harry sighed and fell back into his pillow, muttering fuck over and over again. Another dream about Louis.

The only thing on his mind were these pretty blue eyes, and no matter how dull and empty they were, Harry could see nothing but beauty and strength.

He truly admired Louis in every possible way, spent his day thinking about him when he should study and ached to be close to him again.

With him, it was truly alright. With him, he felt appreciated and wanted. Louis made him feel alive, his existence was not just roughly making it through the day, but having this feeling that there's a purpose.

Harry turned around and grabbed his phone, it already being 4 AM. And there was a message from Louis.

louis: hi, are u awake?

Louis sent it just five minutes ago, so Harry immediately replied, scared of what was to come. He didn't wanted it to be bad, he wanted that Louis just couldn't sleep, he wanted things to be alright.

harry: yeah. everything alright?

louis: i guess so.

On the other end of the small town, Louis was breathing in deeply, his fingers were shaking and ghosting over the keyboard, not knowing whether to do this or not.

louis: i just have a quick question.
and maybe we can still talk but, first the question

harry: fire away

louis: are you busy tonight?

Harry furrowed his brows. What on earth was he supposed to do on saturday at 4 AM?

harry: obviously?

A soft smile overtook Louis' features as he shook his head slowly.

louis: not right now, silly
i mean later. around 6?

harry: pm?

louis: mhm

Not even bothering thinking if he was free, Harry already confirmed that he was not busy and was all Louis'.

louis: perfect! :)

harry: so, tell me, my prince
where are you taking me?